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Chapter 459

"Ji Yanchen is not a pretty boy, and he doesn't need to rely on anyone to live. Ji Yanchen is in the palace of Prince Chu Xiang. It's not that he needs me, but that I need him."

"I know that Your Majesty is in control of the world, and everything in your eyes is just an ant. But Your Majesty, if there were not these ants, would you, Your Majesty, be so happy?"

After saying this, Yin Luzhu bowed seriously and rigorously, "I take my leave."

Gu Tingfang looked at her leaving figure and was speechless for a long time, but something complicated flashed in the depths of her eyes, which was fleeting and too fast for anyone to capture.

"Yin Luzhu."

He whispered her name in a low voice, and after a while, his charming phoenix eyes lightly raised, and then fell silent.

At this moment, Bai's personal nanny Zhu Xi walked in.

She bowed and then said: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is waiting for you at Tianxing Villa. She said she wants to see you for something."

"Tianxing Villa."

Gu Tingfang murmured these four words, "Okay, why did the Queen Mother go to Bieyuan?"

"The Queen Mother has been feeling unwell recently, so she went to Tianxing Villa to recuperate."

Even if she didn't tell her, Gu Tingfang didn't know why she went to Tianxing Villa.

"I know."

After saying this, Gu Tingfang stood up and strode outside.

No matter how much he hates the Queen Mother, the superficial family affection must still be maintained.

Gu Tingfang did not take anyone with her and went to Tianxing Villa alone, because she had always been like this, and the Bai family did not like others to approach her.

In the courtyard, Ms. Bai was standing under a plum tree, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing Gu Tingfang go, she came to the table and sat down. She raised her hand and poured him a glass of wine that had just been warmed: "This is the wine made by the Ai family using the snow on the plum blossoms and the plum blossoms. You can try the taste."

OK."

Gu Tingfang raised her eyebrows slightly, then picked up the wine in front of her and took a sip.

The aroma of wine is tangy, and the aroma of plum blossoms is strong. It is very artistic in this ice and snow.

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Bai said: "Your Majesty, Princess Wangyue has lived in Prince Chu Xiang's Mansion for a long time. Such an innocent person may not be the concubine of the Great Yin Dynasty."

"Mother, these sons and ministers all know in their hearts that Wangyue is the person in my heart, and I will never let her down in this life."

Gu Tingfang had a warm and faint smile on her face, but every word she spoke was cold and firm.

Bai looked at him for a moment and suddenly sighed.

"Marquis Bai left early and died trying to save your Majesty. Now only Zhixi is the only child left. Your Majesty will marry Zhixi."

"Queen Mother, Bai Zhixi, please stay in Shou'an Palace to serve you. I only want to watch the moon in my heart."

The expression on Bai's face froze slightly, and she poured him another glass of wine, "Your Majesty, you'd better think it through before speaking."

Gu Tingfang stared at the wine in front of her, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.

He didn't refuse, he picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

"Mother, my sons and ministers still have political affairs to attend to, so they will leave first."

As soon as Gu Tingfang stood up, she felt dizzy.

Bai Shi was cooking wine calmly, without even looking at Gu Tingfang, "Your mother-in-law passed away early. When you were still young, you were raised by the Ai family. I never taught you to be disobedient."

Unfilial."

Gu Tingfang looked at her sideways, her eyes scarlet.

"Mother, if you poison me, how many lives do you have?"

"Why, your Majesty, are you still going to kill the Ai family?"

"The Aijia is your mother. Even though you are on the throne now, I still have the right to control you."

As she spoke, she opened the red cloth in the tray in the hand of the eunuch on one side, revealing the whip left by the late emperor.


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